Bring Your A Game, Mr
Chapter 466

Chapter 466

Elise kept sending text messages on her cell phone on their way home.

Jealous, Alexander asked, "Who are you texting? You're replying to the messages so quickly."

"A wine lover who loves drinking more than everything else. He certainly won't let this bottle of Romanée-Conti slip through his fingers," Elise replied. As she spoke, she took a selfie with the bottle of Romanée-Conti in her arms. Then, she opened the chat window on WhatsApp and sent the picture.

When Alexander caught sight of the scene from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help stepping on the gas even harder. So far, Elise has never done anything intimate to me like sending me selfies. Who's the one she's texting, and why do they deserve such treatment? Could it be her grandparents? No, their state of health wouldn't allow them to drink too much alcohol. Nor could it be the Andersons, who are now in a state of utter confusion. It couldn't be Elise's classmates, either. They're all ladies, so whether they drink alcohol or not is questionable, and besides, they can't tell good wine from bad, he thought. As he was too absorbed in thought, he unconsciously blurted out what he was thinking. "Who could it be..."

Then, in a moment of inattention, he accidentally rear-ended the car in front of him.

Tacitly, both drivers pulled over to the side of the road to avoid blocking traffic on the road.

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"Are you alright?" Alexander hurriedly checked on Elise's condition. After making certain that she was unscathed, he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. Then, he walked around his car

other car. However, when he saw the female driver who was checking on the damage done to her car, his bushy eyebrows furrowed. "Maya?"

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Maya looked up at him with mixed emotions flickering across her eyes. "It's you? Well, never mind." She kicked the car's rear bumper. "Just go ahead with your business. You don't have to take responsibility for this." Having been reduced to a nobody at present, she could no longer be of any help to Alexander, nor was she good enough for him. On top of that, she didn't want him to see her at the lowest point in her life.

After the Dahlen Family went bankrupt, all the family's property, movable or immovable, was sold off by the bank, leaving Maya with nothing else but the SUV. Devastated by the blow, Maxwell went into a coma and was lying in the hospital. In order to pay his medical expenses, Maya sold everything she could. Having parted with her luxury cosmetics, designer clothing, and luxury handbags, she now wore a shirt and a pair of jeans-the simplest and most convenient sort of clothing. As a result, she no longer looked like the daughter of a rich family.

Alexander honestly didn't recognize Maya at first glance.

Just then, Elise got out of the car and walked up to them. "How is it?"

"It's fine. I'll take care of it." Seeing Maya turn her head away, Alexander considerately stopped Elise from continuing to come toward them. Then, he took out a bank card and handed it to Maya. "Here. The money in it should be enough for you to get the car fixed or swap it for a newer car that's more comfortable. Your car's gonna be scrapped soon, I think."

"No, I don't want it. Take back your money," Maya said stubbornly, before biting her lower lip at once. Only by doing so could she prevent herself from bursting into tears.

I wasn't that Maya didn't know how worn-out the car-which had been kept in the underground garage for more than ten years-looked, but she had no other option. Everything that belonged to the Dahlens had been taken away, except for this car, which she and her family could keep on using because it was registered under her deceased grandfather's name. She couldn't be left without the car. She had to go back and forth between her recently rented home-where she had to move all the usable stuff 10-and the hospital, where she had to look after her unconscious father

If it wereni for the man named Nathan York, she would still be a little princess living the life of luxury, and her father, who loved her more than anyone else did, wouldn't have fallen into a coma. Even now, she still had a hard time accepting rcality, not to mention facing Alexander.

On the other hand, Elise recognized Maya's voice at once upon hearing the latter's words. "Maya?"

"No, I'm not Maya." Maya sniffled. "You've mistaken me for someone else." Then, after casting a sidelong glance at Elise, she resolutely took the bank card in Alexander's hand. "I'll keep the money, so let's drop the matter. I won't be bothering you two anymore. Alright, your may leave now." The Dahlens had gone bankrupt, causing her to be reduced from being the daughter of a wealthy family to her current state. Consequently, she only wished that everyone who knew her

in person would never show up in her life again.

Just then, a luxury car pulled up behind Elise. Getting out of the car, Nathan strode up to the couple with his long legs, asking, "Are you guys alright?"

It's him! At a glance, Maya recognized Nathan, whom Maxwell had kept talking about on the phone before falling into a coma, and whose name the relatives who came to settle scores with her family had mentioned again and again. It was all because of Nathan that the Dahlens fell from heaven to hell overnight, turning me from a rich lady who lived a life of luxury into the down-and-out woman I currently am! It was him who caused suffering to both the Dahlens and my father, who loves me more than anyone else does! The Dahlen Family's ruined, yet this guy's still alive and well like he's got nothing to do with it. This is simply unfair! Why?! The Dahlens had never offended this guy, so what gave him the right to s****h everything from us as he pleases?!

"Ellie, I'm gonna call you Ellie from now on," Nathan said while looking at Elise. "It's okay that you took the wine away, but could you pay attention to your identity and protect yourself, hmm?" Then, he turned to look at Alexander and called him to account, saying, "I seriously wonder if you're really fit to be her boyfriend."

Elise shot a disdainful look at him. "That's none of your business. Why don't you mind your own business instead?"

"How could you call this 'none of my business?" Nathan replied. Then, he continued as if it were a matter of course, "You gave me everything, so your safety is my utmost priority, of course!"

Elise shuddered at Nathan's words. What he said sounds so embarrassing in every way, she thought.

Meanwhile, Maya stared at the three, her eyes widening in anger as her fingernails almost dug into her flesh. Turns out he's Elise's lackey, huh? So it was Elise who gave the orders. She was the culprit behind everything; it was her, this b*tch, who drove me into such a predicament!

Just then, Nathan urged, "Have you dealt with the matter here? There's still something I haven't

told you; you guys left too early just now."

Alexander knew that Maya probably didn't wish them to stay here for too long. "Alright then, let's go," he replied. As he spoke, he turned around and left with his arm around Elise's waist.

"Well, now that you've met with me, how about you go back to Mesdra with-"

Before Nathan could finish his sentence, he and the couple suddenly heard the sound of someone collapsing to the ground. When they looked back simultaneously, they saw Maya lying unconscious on the ground.

Maya was the daughter of Madeline's best friend, after all, so Alexander couldn't bear to look on without doing anything. Walking over to Maya, he helped her up and leaned her against the car, supporting her with one hand while taking out his cell phone and calling the ambulance with the other.

Elise didn't want to waste too much time, either. With a flip of her hand, she produced a silver needle. Crouching down beside them, she inserted the silver needle into a spot that was several inches below Maya's temple.

After Elise took out the silver needle, Maya opened her eyes. "Were you the ones who saved me?" she asked confusedly.

"No, it was Elise," Alexander replied.

Maya turned to look at Elise with a frown. Looking both delicate and pitiful, she asked, "Don't you blame me for having come between you and Alexander?"

"Who said that?" Elise stood up and took out a piece of tissue to wipe the silver needle clean before putting the needle away. "I just didn't want to stay here and wait for the ambulance. And besides, what you said about your having come between Alexander and me is just your imagination. There was never a third party in our relationship."

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